I am speed walking down the paved road with a frown on my face. If my old friend still works here, I can get him to help me out with no problems. When I get there, I do not see my friend there. Instead, a young looking guy with the name tag Jack sat behind the desk.
"Goodmorning." I began. "Do you happen to know what happened to SkyDoesMinecraft's skin?"
"You mean the guy right? He's in jail, dude." He replies.
I had to control myself from saying that I was SkyDoesMinecraft because my skin clearly said I wasn't. "What? How?" I ask. Whoever stole my skin is in jail now. Amazing.
"I heard he forgot his YouTube channel or whatever. I don't know why he got arrested for it though." He says. "Nonsense! How could one forget his own channel name? And why would you get arrested for that? I think someone had to maybe, I don't know, switch skins with him, and the person in jail is an imposter?" I guesstimated.
"Nah, dude. Switching skins has been banned long time ago." He says.
"If that's the case, then there is no reason for him to be in jail. It had to be a mixup, right?" I ask.
"Sure, I guess. Since it concerns you, I'll print out a document for you showing proof that he is who he is bro, then you can show it to the police." He walks over to a computer and starts typing.
"Thank you so much!" I say in relief. Now I can finally see who is the culprit! This dude has no idea I am SkyDoesMinecraft; it's time for the truth to be revealed. Oh boy, when he get's that paper he's going to be like-
"Here you go, have a nice day." He hands me the paper with no sign of surprise, and he goes back to typing again. Ignoring his blank reaction, I take the paper quickly and scan it for anything unusual. It reads:
Printed by Jack Savvy
Profile for: SkyDoesMinecraft
Skin Name: SkyDoesMinecraft official skin [image of skin appears]
User wearing it: SkyDoesMinecraft
"Hold on, hold on, this can't be right!" I show the paper to Jack, pointing at the username.
"That's whats in the system, bro. I can't change what it prints out." He says without turning around.
"I'm telling you, this is not correct!" I was starting to get frustrated.
"The only thing I can tell you is to take that to the police anyway and have them figure it out, bro." He says ever so calmly. It annoyed me. Trying to get help from this guy was like talking to a wall. Instead I decided to just walk out of the skin studio with the paper. I was headed straight to the jailhouse, walking and seething with rage.
"Officers, how could you arrest this innocent Minecraft player just for forgetting his YouTube channel? What if he has amnesia?" Diana began to question the guards standing next to Honeydew's cell. "Why does he have to have two guards standing next to him? Did you know that none of the psychopaths locked up here have guards standing next to them? You're treating this man like he committed a felony! The act of forgetting something is not a crime. And why are you eating a donut while I'm speaking!" She slaps the donut out of one of the officer's hands and the poor sprinkled donut hits the floor with a thump. At this moment, all I care about is what that donut did to deserve those hands and if it's okay. RIP Donut 2016-2016.
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